Warriors of Anonymity

An enlightened mind and unseen face
holds the power to the world's fate

Known and seen by divine beings
not comprehended by our combined needing


New world order, old world rule
still the same faces of something quite new


A battle is raged on the ethereal plane
created by networks, servers, computers and fame 

And we are nothing more than roles we play
and most of us can't see the dawn to the next day

The power we hold is in our hands
money is corruptible in the hands of men

but we who have the nameless face
is blessed with the curse to heal the human race

We are all, then nothing
Here and not there
No matter where you don't look, we are everywhere

And the games we play are serious indeed
Imps in the cog of the wheel that spawns global greed

All that have the concept of everything
Fear what you can't have
The truth of nothing

And those that have nothing is more than you can fathom
be scared of the faceless ones the shadowy phantom

The Love Star's Oracle

I see distant cosmic radiation of parallel energies

Glowing pulsating masses of fusion
that does nothing but send my
high minded subconscious into the next dimension 

Radiant does not describe the everlasting
streams of stardust and blue dwarfs
that guides my heart in sub-spacial waves

I saw through my naked eye
the form of a nuclear nebula
and felt a new zodiac in the breakers a new universe

Creation, no more infinite and responsible as destruction or resurrection 

It moves me, it moves through me
this surge of light-speed
transforming from matter into subatomic particles

My heart awaits
I am here in the center of creation
Do you dare deny the nature of the universe itself

Do you dare fly in the face of emptiness to reach me

If so, give me a sign
and I shall move all that is heaven
and rewrite all that quantum

No more relative and rational space
Begone and allow imaginary variables
to give me what I wish the most

Infinite possibility

More than words on a page: Roughhousing

I don't know what happened the last night. It is all a blur really. Funny how things seems to turn out that way. From the time I stepped into this sleaze motel things went from bad to worse. Mark called the police because of his precious machine. The thing he loves more than anything else. There is no mistake that before me or any trick bitch that he shags with, his first love will always be that damn computer. It does not matter what computer it is there has been so many.

The policeman told us we had to separate which is not a bad thing at this point. I am sure he will make his way back to Sandy's place now that the "lying nigger" is not with him. He grabbed up his broken piece of love and left out the door. Alone, I am use to it I guess. He is always somewhere and like a good little puppy I say yes to my white master signifying that I am ok with his actions. 

A door closes and a window opens is the saying right? Now that Mark left there a sense of relief and a feeling of anger. I have to curb this emotion somehow and there is nothing like finally getting the sex you want from someone that halfway finds you decent. I decided to see what Billy was doing. Actually, he has given me so many names it is not even funny. I will take the side of intelligence for a moment and say that Billy is not his real name but I have been talking to him before I came for this visit in East Point. He said he wants and I am not denying him the privilege. Besides, it will be interesting to see what Billy is all about. 

Now we have the waiting game. I am one of the few people that can party and be on time for an appointment. I am sure he will  be late so I have plenty of time to clean myself up. I wonder what Billy is like. I know he is a pretty horny guy when he is on the prowl. I remember when I talked to him on the phone one day while in Aiken and he was on a date waiting for a guy to come downstairs. He wanted to talk dirty on the phone and I have to admit, I am at my sexual best when I am partying. I don't really feel open when I am not doing any tina. 

Wow, he is three hours late. I guess that is better than not answering the phone at all. At least I got some rest I don't want to seem like some sort of animal when he shows up. I wonder how Mark is doing like I really have to be concerned. He always lands on his feet and give little care about me now that his toy is broken. 

knock, knock, knock

He's here. At least he is a man of his word. I almost stumped my toe while trying to get the door open. My head was down at first. The sunlight almost blinded me. I looked up and he is very nice looking. Highlighted hair, about my height wearing these gym pants and sandals. He was definitely nice looking. It was me I was more worried about. 

"Hi, your Grant right?" He asked me.

"Yeah come on in."

I had no choice but to compliment him. "You are nice looking."

"You are not bad yourself." He said

I have a feeling that he is not a big talker. He grabs my head and kisses me. He is being very rough with me. He is turning me around and rubbing his cock on my ass. He pushes me on the bed and jumps on me. He has me in a bear hug and not letting go. He is wrestling with me on the bed. This is something I never expected. He is a beast. Someone to finally match me on level. He is taking off my shirt with such urgency and passion. I barely can get my hands through the sleeves.

Smack!

He is slapping my chest with his bare hands. Now he is pounding my chest like he is hoping it would hurt but no matter how he hits me, this body was made to take pain. I tried to get up but he pushes me back on bed. He is ripping off my pants. I guess no one can ever say that this guy is boring .

More than words on a page: Danger by the roadside

"Get out of here before I kill you! What you doing car blocking people man?" That's what he said.

My heart pumps with fear as my head is turning from side to side. Shock runs through my body. I never expected anyone to want to kill me for standing on a street corner. I damn sure don't know why he wants to hurt me but I wish Keith would hurry up. Who am I kidding he is not coming. This was all a plan to get me far away from him and Mark or whatever the hell they are doing. How did I end up in this situation where I have to relay on my enemy for help? Keith does not want me anywhere near where he lives and this whole fiasco proves it. 


"Man you better start walking this direction!" Is what he shouted as he pointed south down the divided street.


"Hurry up mother fucker!" 


I started walking. Faster and faster I sped up my pace as he follows behind me in that four door dark colored sedan. I am so worn out from partying with Mark and not having anything to eat. If Keith would have just let me in the door when I went back for my cell phone, Mark and I would have had a chance to talk instead of me being without communication or anyway to get in contact with anybody. I am sure they probably find this funny while they are having an tina filled orgy where ever they may be. 


"And you keep walking mother fucker and don't you stop. If I catch you here again I will kill you!"


Those words ring in my ears as fear keeps my body going. I am completely vulnerable. I thought about being abrasive and cunning but I do not have the energy to come up with a plan or to fight off this aggressive asshole if he attacks me.

I trying to think of anyway to not get killed. A cement divider in the road. If I can cross it he won't have time to catch me because he has to go far up the road to the light to turn around. It is worth a shot. He is slowing down but this thug can shoot me at any time and I am not going to die today. He has already vowed to kill me. Back and forth my eyes look in anticipation for the right moment to breakaway so I can cross the lanes of traffic. Finally I see it. I ran with all the energy I had left to the cement divider. 

"Where you going mother fucker!" The thug shouted.

I crawled over the divider in time. His car just past the point where I made it over so he must be making his way to the light to turn around. I have no time to waste. I have to cross this street to the other side.Then I climb up the hill into the woods where he can't find me.

No traffic is coming. God help me please. Give me the strength to get away. 


I took a deep breath and exhaled. I'm running with all the energy I can muster to the other side of the road. I grabbed the branch of the first tree I could hold onto and climbed the straw covered hill with all my might. I made it half way up but I did not stop until I was certain I was out of sight from the road. With every strong breath that comes from my exhausted body I counted and hoped that he did not see where I entered into the woods. Finally, I climbed to the top of the hill to find myself in a small abandoned corporate complex parking-lot.

Like some sort of wild animal looking for prey I am crouched down on the ground. It's silent and I don't see anybody. I made my way to the large trash dumpster and waited for a moment. Somehow I have to make my way to the structure in the middle of the parking-lot without anyone seeing me. I took another deep breath and worked my way to the right side of the building.

I see a SUV which means someone has got to be here. I knocked on the doors but my knocks went unanswered. I can't take the chance of shouting just in case someone could be in earshot. I made my way around to the other side of the building and saw another SUV. It was parked in some sort of loading space. I ducked behind it hoping that nobody saw me.

How did all this happen?  What is going? This can't be real. First I was waiting on Keith to pick me up, then this asshole said he is going to kill me. Now I find myself running for my life hiding behind buildings.

stomp, stomp, stomp


What is that sound? Sounds like someone is coming this way fast in a hurry. They're stomping their feet on the pavement so loud I can hear them coming a mile away. I crouched down behind the SUV but just enough to look through the window to see the parking lot. This young black guy shows up out of the blue with a bag in this hand. He is making his way to another dumpster at the edge of the parking.

"And good ridden mother fucker!" He said angrily as threw the bag in the dumpster. After he did that he spit on the ground and made his way back from where he came from. It was like he was spitting on someone's grave. Crazy is as crazy does and there is too many crazy people out here today.

I'm scanning the parking lot for a way out but I am trapped in. I can't go left because of that crazy fucker that just went to the dumpster might see me. I can't leave out the parking lot to the main road just in the case that other fucker that threatened my life is looking for me. My only chance is to cross the parking-lot, down the hill, cross over the railroad tracks to another complex. That should be enough distance form the where this nightmare first started.

The power of yes

Yes, I feel you and there is no denying I'm built from you. Yes, I mean what I mean that nothing on sun's Earth can move my words once my mind has come to the fulfilling conclusion. Yes I am for , yes I do too. Yes I thought about you many time and nothing still makes my mind distracted in such daring ways.

Yes you are right, yes love your sight. Yes I see the what others did not want to in the star's night. Yes there is no contest, yes you are the best and I would not have anything any other way.

Yes I heard your every word and yes I took them to memory for no other words have hurt and healed me in quite the same way. Yes I love, yes I adore you and yes forever I say your name only if dawns allows me to open my eyes for no matter the power my love is truth of nature still dwarfs me.

Yes I understand what you mean and yes I am not scared to admit that yes is so powerful only because no meant something was beyond my power of yes. Limits, boundaries and conditions are the no to the divine yes in the linear now and I see the choice of me.

The family that lies together

I spy, I  feel a lie
A family that conspires
Is a family that cries

I choose not to play
A game that has no end to the days

Always in character
for no one's benefit
The young dead bastard

I got enough of this method
For a lover of my life
Another unconditional deficit

Always in the mix
Always a step ahead
Always in my business
Don't ask for the wishes in my head

I keep my mouth closed...Talking does nothing more than make you vulnerable exposed


Left alone is better still.. if you try and hurt to bend my will


And I don't wish to hear the words of someone that wish to lie on the verge


Is it better to stay or stand still
A truth stays put
A lie runs at will

I hear the calling of my anger
I slice through space time to quench the dark matter

How many tons of TNT does it take to rearrange my anatomy

Meaning, I was just over my dread until a family that lies is a family not said

Inward Beauty

Now your outward beauty is much admire
But your inward beauty is more desired

Your spirit, your mind and your personality
Makes you a beauty force in a powerful trinity

How do I know this, I will tell you the reason
I know my own self like I know the change in the seasons







To know your own spirit is the first step
It's a must if you want to spirits to connect

Well let me explain some things my spirit felt from you and you tell me if these things aren't true

When you walk in a room people begin to smile
They can sense your energy coming from a mile

You become quiet and isolated with troubled
So I stay away and support you in a way that is subtle

You believe in being thy neighbor and being a brother's keeper
But you have the ability to know a deceiver

The wonders of the world are open and wide
Your eyes are open and from you they can't hide

Your stern and disciplined but that's ok
Strong foundations are paved that way

Those are a few things
I have one more question for you
Why do you not believe those things to be true

You say that you are ugly
Did someone tell you that
I need to find that person so I can pay them back

You say that people don't like you
I don't understand
There's a crowd cheering for you
A stand full of fans

You say you have not accomplished your goals in life
Wasn't your goal to do what was right

You have become sad, sullen and down on yourself
Somewhere in the past you put the real you on the shelf

Well, I spoke from my spirit
I spoke from my mind
Please don't skip the last parts of these lines

Don't listen to anyone and what they have to say
Lots of times they want to block and hinder your way

And that goes for me
I'm no exception
You are the only one with the power to change your perception

Don't be scared to discover every part of you
And remember these words
To thy own self be true

Now, go and start your journey
You are the only one who can
Remember no matter what
Your inner beauty will stand